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Birth Pangs
When I said, ‘Yes,’
I did not know where it would lead.
Why, in God’s name,
must it be here and now
Why, after all the prejudice I’d known,
the scorn, derision,
and the hostile stares –
why did I have to suffer
this last indignity
I should have been safe home in Nazareth
with family and warmth
and all the preparations I had made
to have my child in peace...
Continues
© Marjorie Dobson
(First published in Nothing Too Religious – Andrew Pratt/Marjorie Dobson – Inspire 2008)
A poem imagining the mind of Mary as she struggles to give birth in the stable of the inn.
When I said, ‘Yes,’
I did not know where it would lead.
Why, in God’s name,
must it be here and now
Why, after all the prejudice I’d known,
the scorn, derision,
and the hostile stares –
why did I have to suffer
this last indignity
I should have been safe home in Nazareth
with family and warmth
and all the preparations I had made
to have my child in peace...
Continues
© Marjorie Dobson
(First published in Nothing Too Religious – Andrew Pratt/Marjorie Dobson – Inspire 2008)
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